diymy Chapter 59 What is the name of this sword? — Xiao Xiang
Chapter 59 What is the name of this sword? — Xiao Xiang
The night was dark and the wind was high.
The sound of the clapper only rang out at midnight.
The night patrolmen rode celestial horses through the darkness.
Si Chen drank alone aboard the treasure ship, raising his cup to the vast sea under the moonlight, making three figures with his shadow. "My treasure, I wonder where it has gone?"
Looking at the brightly lit celestial book in the interior, Si Chen slowly shook his head.
Carrying a gourd of wine, Si Chen, his robes fluttering, rode the wind and sped towards the heavens.
He reached out and tried to grab the crescent moon.
The moonlight covering a radius of a hundred miles seemed to be gathered in the palm of one's hand.
In an instant, the sky darkened.
Only the moonlight in Si Chen's hand remained, fluttering in the wind like fine silk.
Si Chen spread the moonlight as a silver bed, removed his crown, and lay down to sleep in the vast night sky. Thousands of stars were beneath his feet, the sea shimmered, clouds and mist surrounded him, and the bright moon hung high above his head.
He thought to himself, if this is an arrangement by God, then it must be true.
Half-asleep, half-awake, the cloud bed, drifting in the wind, suddenly bumped into a lotus leaf.
"Oops~"
A gasp came from the other side.
Si Chen slowly got up, but he couldn't take his eyes off her at first glance. A beautiful woman was sitting or lying in a brocade bed with white silk curtains. Her skin was soft and her figure was graceful, like snow piled up under the moon.
This undisguised action caused the beauty to frown and show her anger.
Her two maids, both around sixteen years old, stood guard in front of her, swords in hand.
"Who goes there? May I ask your name?"
"A hermit in the mountains and fields, not worth mentioning."
Si Chen watched openly and openly, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
The beautiful woman revealed herself and angrily rebuked, "You lecherous scoundrel, what do you intend to do?"
"Haha, what a sharp-tongued girl." Si Chen used his great magic to grab the lotus leaf from the air and turn it into a palm, wrapping it in his hand.
The three were almost overwhelmed at the first touch. They hadn't realized the danger before, but now that they were fighting, the difference in skill was immediately apparent.
"Please hold your hand, senior! We've come to seek refuge with the Great Teacher!"
"The greatest and most virtuous teacher, that is me."
"what!"
Si Chen raised his hand to freeze the three of them, then stepped into the void and walked towards the beautiful woman. After looking her up and down, he raised his eyebrows in approval and asked, "What's your name?"
The beautiful woman glared at him coldly, showing no mercy, and said, "Kill me if you want, but don't you dare dishonor my ancestors and father!"
"Hahaha, this is a huge misunderstanding." After saying that, Si Chen turned around and laughed, "Tell me, what is your background and why have you come here under the cover of night?"
"My family is the Lin family of Gusu, and we came here specifically to seek refuge with the Great Teacher of Virtue. Even if we did not intend to offend the Great Teacher of Virtue, it is not right to treat my master like this." The two maids trembled with fear. This feeling of having their lives in someone else's hands and being unable to move was utterly terrible.
Si Chen laughed loudly, withdrew the magic that bound the three of them, and stood with his hands behind his back. "It's like the flood washed away the Dragon King's temple; we became friends after the fight."
The dissipated psionic energy transformed into shimmering starlight and scattered.
Si Chen pointed to his silver bed woven from moonlight, "Please take a seat and let's discuss this in detail. I will clear up your doubts."
Having said that, he took the lead and sat down on the cloud-like bed and silver cushions bathed in moonlight.
Si Chen lowered his eyes. "Then, you must be a member of the Lin family of Suzhou. You are a descendant of an old friend."
"My father mentioned Lin Daiyu of Suzhou several times before his death. I never imagined that she would be such a person."
"I did not intend to humiliate you; there is more to the story." Before she could react, Si Chen suddenly struck, pointing between her eyebrows. A bright light shone forth, and the jade-like woman transformed into a small, seven-inch sword in his palm. He carefully examined the blade. "The Seven Star Pattern on the Xiaoxiang Sword is neither gold, nor silver, nor bronze. It cuts through karma and thoughts, not people. It is my most prized sword, but ordinary iron in this world is ultimately unsuitable for forging it. I have searched and searched for decades, and only today have I finally found my wish."
If it weren't for the moonlight, the Xiaoxiang Sword would be impossible to spot.
The sword was translucent, and the moonlight falling on it seemed as if it were nothing.
Only her disheveled clothes remained on the spot.
The two maids couldn't see the Xiaoxiang Sword, and assumed that their young mistress had been killed by this evil Taoist priest. They threw themselves onto her skirt and cried loudly.
"How did I become like this? What kind of sorcery did you use?" Lin Daiyu was gripped by the hilt of the sword, as if her vitals had been seized. A mixture of sour, sour, and painful sensations surged into her heart, and she couldn't muster any strength.
Her first words carried an indescribable allure.
It was as if they were naked and exposed to the world, and even a gust of wind would make them tremble as if they were electrocuted.
I only regret that my body is so weak.
What I find even more pitiful is that my father misjudged people and was deceived by a hypocrite.
She could only grit her teeth, but her heart was gripped so tightly that she couldn't break free.
"Daiyu, this is your true nature." Si Chen gripped the sword tightly, ready to escape at any moment, as he explained, "A celestial being descended to the mortal realm, how could you be bound by form? In my hands, you are a sword that severs thoughts and karma; in your father's home, you are a beautiful woman as lovely as a pearl."
In her daze, Lin Daiyu pondered how credible the sorcerer's words were. Could it be that the Heavenly Consort of Universal Salvation had mistakenly reincarnated her as a human, and now they were on the same path?
But she is clearly human, able to jump and run, so how did she turn into a sword?
Could it be like the spirit pearl described in the ancient book?
Si Chen swept up her scattered clothes with a flick of her sleeve, and descended from the clouds with the two greatly shocked maids and the restless Xiao Xiang Sword. On the treasure ship, she found a house to settle them down first.
In the dark room, Si Chen gripped the Xiao Xiang Sword. "Have you thought this through? If you don't want to be human, that's simple. I'll erase your consciousness and refine you again. But if you want to regain your original form, that's impossible."
"The former at most offended the Heavenly Princess Puji, but it also saved them a lot of trouble."
"Have you made your choice?"
No matter what, Si Chen could not let go.
At least one magical artifact can be obtained, or perhaps both wealth and a person can be gained.
Lin Daiyu said softly, "Couldn't you give me a little more time?"
Si Chen smiled but remained silent.
The Xiaoxiang Sword seemed to have given up resisting and landed in his palm.
"Good, good, good." Si Chen was overjoyed. He bit his tongue and spat out his blood essence, which turned into a blood mist and landed on the sword.
A massive amount of spiritual energy was poured into the sword as if it were free. Within the inner realm, the six paths of the Dao transformed into blazing suns, and countless stars stretched out like a continuous ribbon. All of these were transformed into Dao energy, imbued with the sword's innate aura, and then slowly absorbed into the inner realm.
What is a magic weapon? This is the magic weapon.
It exists between the real and the unreal, and also possesses the ability to protect the Way.
People are ignorant; even if they have this treasure right in front of them, they can only possess a mountain of treasures but cannot enter it. These magical treasures can only be found in the world by exceptionally talented and intelligent individuals.
The Crimson Pearl Fairy couldn't help but cry out in pain, her breathing rapid, as if a fire had been ignited in her heart, scorching her soul and her body.
"Hold on, or you'll just vanish into thin air." Si Chen advised, sending a thought into his mind as he continued refining the incantation.
As dawn broke, the dim light shone through the window onto our feet.
With a deafening roar, the entire inner world trembled in all directions.
The Xiaoxiang Sword transformed into human form, and Lin Daiyu landed on a lotus throne, her hair falling like clouds. In the inner scene, six Daoist spirits transformed into golden hairpins and jade hairpins on her head, bright pearls under her ears, precious bracelets on her arms, silk ribbons at her waist, and pearl shoes on her feet, all radiating light.
Lin Daiyu discovered that her cultivation level was rising steadily, and countless supernatural powers flowed through her hands. If she had the same power as Si Chen, why would she need to go north? What she could not obtain in her youth was ultimately unattainable. Fate is cruel.
"Fellow Daoist, I have offended you greatly in the past." Si Chen bowed. "Please forgive me in the future."
For those who cultivate themselves, wealth, companions, location, and methods are all indispensable.
"You're still looking! Now you can let me out, right?"
"I'm not made of wood, this is only human nature, don't be offended." Si Chen slowly finished his practice, opened his eyes, and exhaled. The Xiao Xiang Sword transformed into a wisp of mist, landed on the embroidered couch, and took on a human form.
Si Chen turned around, leaving behind her clothes and the lotus leaf magic artifact in his hand. "I will give you magic power to restore your human form. However, once this magic power is exhausted, your form will dissipate and return to your inner world. You should settle these trivial matters and then come to find me."
Having said that, he pushed open the door and went out.